Although the Mongolian cavalry behind the hundred-step death line could see their companions falling from their horses, casualties, and screams, they had already increased the speed of their horses to the maximum, and they couldn't stop even if they wanted to, not to mention that Tulubaihu didn't give a signal to retreat.

The tactical literacy of the Mongolian cavalry is first-class, and without the appearance of a retreat signal, they will never retreat, even if there is an abyss in front, even if there is a sea of swords and fires in front, even if the front is the flintlock pistol of the Ming army.

The gunners lost count of how many rounds they fired, and in extreme tension, they only remembered the simple actions of loading, aiming, and shooting.

Tulubaihu finally saw the battle ahead, and there were no Mongol cavalry in front of him to block his view.

He was there for a while, I don't know if he was scared or regretted, only a pillar of incense time, his 10,000 cavalry was gone, even if the wounded soldiers could be rescued and cured, they had no combat effectiveness for the time being.

After a brief hesitation, Tulu Baihu came to his senses, he was the commander of the Mongolian-Tibetan coalition, and he had to give new orders to the soldiers, and under the guns of the Ming army, any more delay would be more dangerous.

Now commanding tens of thousands of troops, Tulubaihu cannot retreat, once defeated, not to mention the loss of military command, in this predominantly Tibetan region, whether the Mongols can survive is a question.

He had to keep an eye on it, and he had to change his strategy.

Years of combat experience made him quickly come up with a plan to kill two birds with one stone.

With 10,000 Tibetan soldiers as the main force, he attacked the frontal position of the Ming army, pinned down the gunners of the Ming army, and then used the remaining 5,000 Mongolian cavalry to attack the two wings of the Ming army, charging on a relatively open position, so as to give full play to the speed advantage and combat effectiveness of the Mongols.

Once the cavalry took advantage of the speed advantage and broke through the two flanks of the Ming army, the frontal position of the Ming army, which was dominated by infantry, would inevitably be lost, and then the Mongolian cavalry could slaughter them, which was the most familiar method for the Mongols to deal with the Ming army.

In case he couldn't break through the position of the Ming army, it was only the Tibetan soldiers who died on the frontal battlefield, he had already lost 10,000 cavalry, if the Tibetan soldiers could return to Kemu safely, in the face of the superior number of Tibetan soldiers, he would definitely be difficult to suppress the two great Tusi of Lin Cong and Dege.

The infantry of the Ming army was busy, clearing the battlefield in front of the gunners and making way for the Tibetan troops to attack.

At first, they were cautious, but they found that the Ming army on the opposite side did not take advantage of the victory to pursue, and they became bolder, and their running speed became faster and faster.

Almost at the same time, 5,000 Mongol cavalry, under the personal command of Tulu Baihu, also outflanked the two flanks of the Ming army.

Lin Chengxiang was puzzled: "What's wrong with the Mongolian army?" ”

"Junza, the Mongolian and Tibetan coalition forces are all attacking, they are desperate."

"Desperate?" Lin Chengxiang sneered, "It's too late now, if you fight hard at the beginning, maybe the two wings can't stop the Mongol cavalry, and now that our cavalry has the advantage in numbers, even if we can't win, we will resist for a while, and let the gunners pack up their infantry first." ”

"Military seat, although there are few Mongolian cavalry, they have lived on horseback since they were children, and their combat effectiveness is very strong, can our cavalry resist it?"

"I don't know if I can win, but it should be no problem to resist for a moment and let the gunners destroy their infantry first." Lin Chengxiang is not worried.

"And then? If the cavalry could not win, how could the gunners assist the cavalry? At that time, the two cavalry were mixed together, and the flintlock pistols and artillery could not be fired. ”

Lin Chengxiang then remembered that artillery has not been used until now, and artillery is the best weapon to deal with cavalry, but unfortunately it is no longer available, and the cavalry on both sides has been mixed together, so they can only rely on the cavalry themselves.

In the decisive battle of the cavalry, hedging is the most commonly used tactic, the two sides hedge at one time, drop each other's positions, the Ming army is in the north, and the Mongolian army is in the south.

The battle was not over, and no one could bother to take a look at the soldiers who fell off their horses, and the two cavalry began to hedge for the second time.

The decisive battle of cavalry is a comparison of the combat effectiveness of both sides and the spirit of sacrifice, depending on which commander can endure the casualties of the soldiers better.

"Bang."

"Bang."

"Bang."

……

The Tibetan soldiers came within range of the flintlock muskets, they were all infantry, and by the time they rushed to the distance of the gunners a hundred paces, they were already exhausted and panting, and their speed began to slow down.

This kind of speed is the favorite of the gunners, the slower the speed, the higher the hit rate of the flintlock pistol, and the gunners are simply practicing moving the target.

In two waves of shooting, most of the Tibetan soldiers lost more than half, and the Tibetan soldiers who did not suffer casualties were less than 4,000.

The infantry was more agile than the cavalry, and when they saw that the momentum was not right, the Tibetan soldiers behind immediately stopped, and looked at the corpses on the ground and the wounded soldiers rolling all over the ground, and they turned around in fear and ran back.

"Great Khan, the Tibetan soldiers have retreated without permission."

Tulu Baihu was swinging a knife and slashing at the Ming soldiers in front, but he was drunk by his own soldiers, and the blade was deflected, and the Ming soldiers took the opportunity to escape, which was considered to be a catastrophe.

"What? The Tibetan soldiers retreated, how long has it been? Tulubaihu stopped his horse and looked at the infantry position of the Ming army, the Tibetan soldiers were indeed flowing backwards like a tide, the gunners of the Ming army did not move, and the bullets of the flintlock pistols were still chasing their backs, "Overseers, send a signal to let them continue the attack." ”

The overseers in the back, while waving the command flag, aimed at the Tibetan soldiers with bows and arrows.

The Tibetan soldiers had no choice, so they had to change the rear team into the front team, and turned around and pounced on the Ming army's position again.

The gunners stopped firing, and just now the Tibetan soldiers were about to escape, so they increased the range of the flintlock pistols to the maximum, and since the Tibetan soldiers had returned to die, they simply let them come closer.

This time, the gunners lowered the Tibetan soldiers to the middle line of eighty paces.

In just one wave of fire, more than two thousand Tibetan soldiers fell, and the remaining soldiers turned around and fled again.

Despite the warning from the Mongol warlords, they retreated without hesitation, not believing that the Mongol soldiers, who were their own, would fire arrows at them.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh......"

The Mongolian soldiers really let go of the arrows, and the arrows ruthlessly pierced into the chests and heads of the Tibetan soldiers, and the Tibetan soldiers who ran in the front immediately fell to the ground, and the wounded soldiers who were not dead for a while rolled on the ground, shouting, and looked like they were dead under their own arrows.

When the overseers saw that the Tibetan soldiers had stopped retreating, they stopped firing their arrows, but their arrows were still on their bows.

The Tibetan soldiers looked back at the Ming army, and then at the Mongol soldiers in front, advancing is death, and retreating is death.

They simply sat on the ground, and the Ming army would not chase after them anyway, and some soldiers pretended to be injured, and they rolled and screamed on the grass like a wounded soldier, as if they had just died of their father.

Tulu Baihu saw that the Tibetan soldiers were really cowardly, and he couldn't help it, and besides, there were less than 2,000 Tibetan soldiers left, so he didn't embarrass them anymore.

But the cavalry of the Ming army that entangled them did not relax at all, and the casualties on both sides were almost equal.

The Ming army couldn't afford it, and Tulubaihu couldn't afford it.

He originally had more than 20,000 strong men, but after several decisive battles with Tenz Wangpo, more than 5,000 soldiers died, and finally only 15,000 cavalry remained, and he was forced to hide in Kemu, a place far from the center of Tibet.

Today's decisive battle with the Ming army, he has lost 10,000 cavalry, and now there is only this bit of capital left, if he is all gone, then he will be a bare ass sweat, not to mention the Tibetans, that is, the people of his own tribe, whether he can live is unknown.

Tulubai was in a hurry, and he secretly instructed the cavalry, and so on.

After the cavalry of both sides hedged again, the Mongol cavalry did not turn north and continue the decisive battle with the cavalry of the Ming army, but kept accelerating and rushed towards the gunners of the Ming army.

Tulubaihu was ready to take a gamble, he wanted to take advantage of the Ming infantry to be unprepared, and then storm the position, if successful, the Ming infantry would be slaughtered by the Mongol cavalry, and he could not only avenge his cavalry, but also reverse the unfavorable situation on the battlefield; If he couldn't break through the position of the Ming army, then he would take advantage of the speed advantage of the Mongol cavalry, quickly escape from the battlefield, return to Kemu City, rely on the advantage of the city wall, and then deal with the Ming army.

As for the remaining Tibetan infantry on the battlefield, he didn't think about their way back, anyway, they were not his subordinates, if Lin Cong and Dege's army was finished, he could just take over Hamu and become the Great Khan of Hamu, not just the Great Khan of the Mongols and Shute Tribe.

However, Tulubaihu miscalculated.

The gunners of the Ming army had already loaded their ammunition, they were originally waiting for the Tibetan soldiers to come back, and they didn't want the Tibetan soldiers to wait, but they waited for the Mongolian cavalry.

The gunners did not have to wait for the officer's order at all, and the Mongol cavalry had just come into range of the flintlock pistol when they were hit by their fierce blows.

The cavalry was fast, but the flintlock muskets had faster bullets.

The remnants of the thousands of Mongol cavalry had already suffered more than half of the casualties before the gunners could finish a wave of fire.

Tulubai sighed at the sky, he knew that he had been defeated, and he was so defeated that he probably didn't even have the capital to turn over.

He was about to leave the battlefield when the Ming cavalry behind swept over, completely cutting off his rear route.

Seeing that this was not good, Tulubaihu quickly fled with his soldiers to both sides.

The cavalry of the Ming army was in hot pursuit, and just now due to their error in judgment, they almost let the infantry suffer losses, and they had to break the credit, and if they killed one more Mongolian cavalry, they could alleviate their own guilt a little.

Tulu Baihu broke through from the left side, under the cover of the Mongolian cavalry fighting to the death, he finally led more than a thousand cavalry, highlighting the encirclement of the Ming army, the Ming cavalry chased for a while, and saw that they could not keep up with the speed of the Mongolian cavalry, so they gave up.

Hundreds of Mongol cavalry on the right were surrounded by the Ming army.

They are like a bison meeting a pack of lions, their heads are facing the periphery into a big circle, maybe they don't expect to escape, fighting with the Ming army, is the only meaning of their survival, it is best to kill one or two Ming soldiers before they die, and their death will also contribute to the Mongols.

Lin Chengxiang had already rushed over from the Chinese army, and the battle was nearing its end, and he wanted to reduce the casualties of the soldiers. Faced with hundreds of unyielding Mongol cavalry, he thought of a way to let the Ming cavalry have no losses.